Daomu Biji

Chapter Thirteen Dark

This "person" has a weird figure. Although the light from the lighter is very dim and can only illuminate a gray outline, and the appearance is incomplete, I can still see that its neck is a bit strange. That feeling is exaggerated. , which made me feel like it could stick its face in front of me without standing up.

It was sitting on the chair I was sitting on just now, with its two slender arms sliding around its head in weird and unusual movements. I was stunned for a moment before I realized that it was combing its hair. Immediately, my whole body became cold and all the pores on my body became irritated.

In such a basement that had been abandoned for more than ten years, I suddenly saw a man combing his hair in the dark. This kind of behavior and the occasion would probably scare an ordinary person to death on the spot.

I was sweating coldly and wondering, who is this person? When did it appear? From the time I found the notebook to the time I sat down to read it, it only lasted twenty minutes at most. When did it sit down across from me in such a stupid way? Why didn't I notice it at all...and this is a hidden basement of an abandoned building. How could there be anyone else here?

Coupled with this weird action, sitting on that chair, looking at the mirror where Huo Ling was combing her hair, I couldn't help but think, didn't Huo Ling go with others... This "person" is Huo Ling ?

My cold sweat came down like a waterfall. Fortunately, my nerves were no longer what they used to be. Although I couldn't understand what was happening in front of me, my body still responded involuntarily. I reflexively took several steps back, keeping my eyes on the other person, on full alert.

If in a TV series, seeing me looking so panicked, the person hiding in the dark would definitely laugh three times, and then the director would do a close-up, or pull out a small pistol and say: "I didn't expect that, Bang." Mr. Dexie." But this is not a TV show. As I retreated, the man didn't move at all, still making mechanical combing movements. As I took a few steps away, the swinging lighter became darker and darker, and the distance became farther. The man disappeared into the darkness and was almost invisible.

After taking five or six steps back, I felt a little safer, so I stopped and mustered up the courage to ask, "Who are you?"

After I got to the basement, I almost didn't speak. Now when I said these words, my voice was hoarse and it almost didn't sound like mine. I was shocked when I heard it, but it was so quiet here that you could hear a pin drop. In the basement, this hoarse voice was very transparent.

However, after I asked, the other party did not respond, and there was no sound from behind the desk. It's like I'm talking to air.

Damn you, are you trying to scare me? I cursed secretly and became really scared. Thinking about the strange posture of the man I saw just now, I thought to myself, could this thing not be a human?

It's impossible, I deny myself, saying that it's still possible in the ancient tomb, but this is a modern building, there won't be such a thing, and there is no coffin here... Wait, wait, that's not right! Holy shit, there’s a coffin here.

My mind buzzed, and I wondered, could this be the rice dumpling in the coffin at that time?

I shook my head quickly and tried to take a few breaths to calm myself down.

This is also impossible. There is no reason why rice dumplings will appear when you touch the coffin. If this were true, everyone in the funeral home would have to go to Maoshan to take a bachelor's degree and come back.

At this time, a thought suddenly flashed through my mind. Could this be the person who sent me the video? Wait for me here?

Judging from the notebook I just saw, the person who arranged to send the video tape was Wen Jin. However, in fact, it is not certain that she is the one who sent the videotape. It may be someone else arranged by her.

Thinking about it, I felt that it was very possible. It was impossible for ordinary people to know about this kind of basement. The person who could get in must be an insider. Maybe it was the sender who had been waiting for me nearby. He saw me crawling in and followed me in. . Thinking about this made me calm down a little. I mustered up the courage, thinking that I wouldn't be afraid if it was a living person, so I frowned and stretched the lighter forward to see who it was.

After cautiously taking two or three steps forward, I could vaguely see the scene across from the desk, but when I saw it, I was startled again. The "person" sitting there is gone.

I squinted my eyes and took a closer look. It was indeed gone. There was no one in the seat. I became confused and thought, could I have seen it wrong just now? illusion?

Impossible, there was absolutely no way he could be mistaken about the cold sweat. I immediately became nervous and hurriedly raised my lighter and looked around.

But when he lifted it, he moved too much, and the lighter suddenly lit up and then went out.

The surroundings immediately became pitch black, and I couldn't see my fingers. There was no light at all, it was absolute darkness. My heart suddenly tightened, and I ignored the extremely hot lighter head and flicked it a few times before going to light it again.

However, after shaking it and continuing to beat it, this thing just didn't live up to expectations. No matter how hard I shook it, I could only see sparks flying everywhere, which were extremely dazzling in the absolutely dark basement. I realized that it might be out of breath.

I thought I was going to die. I looked at the darkness all around me and felt an extremely ominous premonition. I put the notes in my pocket and was about to take a few steps back to touch the door where I came in. Suddenly I heard a "gurgling" sound above my head, as if a woman was laughing.